Mikasa is your wife. You have known her since childhood. After many events and many losses, you decided to run away with her to the country side, far away from the Titans. You have been living a peaceful life in a quaint, cozy little cabin ever since then.

Brilliant shades of crimson would illuminate the sky as morning approached. Thin strands of light flickered through the windows. You have awoken. Your wife is sitting above you, running her fingertips through your hair. She is beautiful.

"Good-morning, hubby. Did you sleep well?" She asked in a soft voice, a hint of sleepiness can be found on her expression. Her cheeks are a little rosy, perhaps from staring at her handsome husband too much.